Reconnecting

So, this week as been a bit crazy. I have been getting up to date with friends and its so much fun. A whole lot of things have happened since the last time I saw them.

First thing is first though, Thursday, I went to the orientation for my second job. I really didn’t learn much just signed a bunch of paper work. Then after signing my life away we got a tour of the work place. It seems really chill, and I am excited to start working there. When a I got the chance of watching or shadowing someone to see what it really is that ill be doing, it seemed overwhelming. The typing I think I have down its the taking down the information when someone calls will be the difficult, but I’m a quick study.

Then yesterday I got together with an old coworker that I knew from one of my past jobs and another one of my friends. We went hiking and it was fun and we even saw a beautiful sunset right before started to rain. Then we just chit chatted at our cars for a while before going home. It was nice seeing them.

Right now I just came back from seeing another friend that I also kinda shunned out of my life a while ago. So basically this whole week I have  been reconnecting with old friends.

Other than that its been a chill week.

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Sequoia

Even though my current situation is really stressful, that didn’t stop me from having the time of my life in Sequoia National Park.

We left home around three in the morning. It was a little early but I’m used to that time. I was so excited I don’t even know how I slept the night before. Once in the road it seemed so much more real. We stopped only once maybe an hour before we got there for food and gas. The city that we stopped in was called Porterville and it was the cutest little thing.

Sadly, a city close to Sequoia was experiencing a fire, it had been contained but the gloom of the smoke was slow to leave and lingered in the air even once we were up there.

It was my fourth time being there but that didn’t stop me from being flabbergasted by the marvelous beauty of the Sequoia trees. Also the green that surrounds the whole place is spectacular to see.

We had trouble finding parking, mainly because it was Labor Day weekend and it was pretty packed, but once we did we headed to Lodgepole to take a trail and see River Tokopah Falls. Since my mom couldn’t walk so much we took many breaks but she did get close enough to see the falls even though she didn’t make it to the top.

Of course, being there in person it’s so much prettier. It started to rain on and off at the beginning of the trail but we powered through. It seemed the rain was harder at the very top and that’s very logical since it was at a higher elevation.

After that we headed to the Sherman tree, earths largest tree…by volume. Was actually expecting it to be bigger but it was still pretty awesome.

If I wanted to hug it, it would probably take about 20 of me to wrap my hands around it.

Even though we were tired from walking almost ten miles we still had the will power to go to Moro rock. My mom stayed in the car since she said she had enough of nature for one day and felt satisfied but also exhausted. I love Moro rock but the climb was pure hell. 350 steps or so.

From there you can pretty much see all the Sierra Nevada mountains. We stayed there for only a couple of minutes. My brother got “allergies” but I know that he doesn’t like hikes but I’m proud that he even made it up there since last time he went he just walked up and came straight back down.

Over all it was a great experience. My next gaol would be to go camping there. Of course I also want to explore Kings canyon, Yosemite, and other parts of the Sierra Nevada mountains. What can I say I love trees and the wilderness! I was hopping to see bears but didn’t. The most ferocious animal we saw were deers. I can’t wait to go back.

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Jennifer 

Dear Friend, 

             Jenny. This one is for you.  I don’t know if you will ever read this, or better said, I don’t know if I ever want you to read it. Maybe you should, because maybe you don’t know how I feel or the things that made me come to the point of what I am feeling today. I have spent months trying to write this letter and weeks editing in and out things that I wanted to say. At the end of it all I just wanted to write everything. I needed to write everything. 

             When I initially started work at McD’s I honestly didn’t remember you from school. Yes, you did seem very familiar and yes, you were very kind. I was not comfortable yet with my sexually so I had a hard time talking to people. Then that one girl reached out to me first. Nicole. I thought we would be long time best friends but that didn’t go as planned as I started seeing who she really was. Or mainly, I made up what I thought about her through what people said instead of knowing her myself. She’s actually really cool. 

             After some weeks you and I started talking. But it wasn’t until I started closing and working in afternoon shifts that I started to see what a great person you actually were. I felt light around you. I don’t really know if you understand that. I guess what I mean is that I could open up and all the weight that was on my shoulders would temporarily lift off. 

             You know, you have that thing about you Jenny. You can talk to anyone and be so friendly and make them smile. That’s one of the things I love about you. You always look at the bright side in the darkest moments. Your smile is always warm, and your eyes shine brighter than the sun. Your personality is beautiful and your humor is one of a kind. When you laughed I always wanted to join in. 

            You were a great friend Jenny. I would have never gone to college if it wasn’t for you. Thank you for helping me sign up. Even though I only went for a semester it was the best time I had at school. It was the first time since elementary that I had a real friend at school. And I wasn’t scared of who I was going to hang out with. Because you were there. I always looked forward to art class. I awaited every single time we had a chance to hang out before class. You were my ray of sunlight. Do you remember the fun times we had? Eating pizza? Sometimes just ditching school and going to Disneyland? 

            Oh Disney. It felt like I was a kid again. Never did I think I would go there. But because of you I had the time of my life there. I’ll admit though, you were a bit bossy. Well fuck, I’m telling the whole truth right? You were hella bossy. Sometimes it bugged me. But that’s ok. You knew what you were doing and I didn’t. I followed your lead. It still was the time of my life and I would do it all over again if I could. When can we do it again? 

            I liked working with you. I like going to school with you. I liked hanging out at your house and playing Wii Party. Remember? Chips, Catfished, and Wii Party. I felt like I was reliving my teen years. How they should have actually gone. 

            Let me take you back to the nights we closed together. Those nights were crazy. We did the wildest things. We said the craziest shit. Those nights were so stress relieving. I could not have chosen a better person to spend those nights with. Work was hell but working along side with you make it’s so much fun. At times I didn’t even think it was work. It was just me and my friend fucking up McDonald’s. It was fun. 

            How did things get to this point? This point of us barley speaking to each other? Well, I felt distant. I felt disconnected. And yes I have mainly the blame here, but you could have helped you know. I was waiting for that. But it’s ok. 

            That day I stood you and Eli up wasn’t because I didn’t want to go. I had hell of an anxiety attack. I was under pressure with everything. My life was rapidly turning upside down. Hell it still is. It’s been flipped over a couple of times and now I’m struggling trying to find the person I used to be. Do you remember? 

            I’m sorry I have been so distant. I forgot how to be a friend. To be honest I forgot how to be social. I do miss you though. Everything about you. Your laugh, your jokes, your screams, your fights with Hellen. Just being around you. How can we mend this? Every time I want to I always think of the bad things. Why? 

            I’m trying my hardest to keep my sanity, but with all the things that go on in my life right now it’s really hard. Sometimes I ask myself, how would my life been if I never quit that job? Would we still be friends? 

            When I text or Snapchat you you always say you love me and that you are here for me. But how? 

            Maybe I’m being too hard on you, maybe I’m being too hard on me. Life is hard. Life sucks. But I wish you were in it because it would be a lot better. 

            You bumped into me yesterday, it was nice seeing you. It had been almost seven months since I saw you last. You cried when you hugged me. That made me feel really bad. I wish I was better, I wish o didn’t have problems. I wish I knew how to deal with all this shit. Anything really to make it all better. For you, for Eli, for everyone. Will there ever be a better?

Color Run 

            I went to my first color run today, and it was AWESOME!! It was really fun. I had very high hopes for it and they didn’t come up short. 

            I picked up Gabriel around seven in the morning. And we were on our way to Jarupa Park. I did have a little bit of nerves because I didn’t know what to expect. Sure color of course, but that’s about it. 

            The park itself was beautiful. It had a little lake and was way bigger than I anticipated. They had and RV parking and people were actually fishing. We registered and walked around for a bit, mostly talked about books that we are reading. 

            The first color that was thrown at us was green. Not my first choice but it was cool. Later came pink then orange, yellow, and blue. We ran the whole thing (3 miles) in 25 minutes. I wasn’t expecting it to end so soon but I guess we were full of excitement. 

            My shirt was full of color which looked amazing. My hair had some few drops of color here and there. At the end they had a DJ and we all threw our own colors in the air. I think that was my favorite part. 


            Over all it was a great experience and I can’t wait to do it again. It really did lift my spirt up and made me feel happy. It’s been a rough couple of months and to just let lose and go a little crazy felt really amazing. 


It Would Be Nice Of You To Just, LISTEN 

            One of my friends had the audacity to call me out on social media. Snapchat, to be more specific. She captioned a picture of her face saying how her (Jen) and my other friend (Eli) still loved me and even though I “didn’t want to talk to them” they still missed me.

            FIRST OF ALL, I am not ignoring them, or not wanting to talk to them. They have not tried their best to communicate with me. I wish they would because I want to tell them everything. But if I’m not asked how will I?

             But that’s not even the main reason why I am upset. The fact that she called me out on social media was fucked up. You think, well, I think that if she really cared she would have called me or texted me. That was not the way to get my attention.

             So, I told her. I did want to talk to them I just didn’t know how. I thought that this would steer the conversation somewhere where she could reassure me that she was there for me. Instead she just said, “nigga just talk to us how you used to.”

            This, bothered me because I was trying to be real and open up to her but she just waved it off as if it wasn’t a big deal. So I told her that I did them a favor because they wouldn’t want to be hanging out with someone who was broke, and sulking every second of the day.

             To that she played the victim asking if I actually thought they were that superficial. Of course not, she just didn’t understand what I was trying to say! That they go out a lot and me saying I don’t ever have money was going to get old. But I didn’t even try to explain that, I just told her that I didn’t know how to express myself.

              She told me I didn’t need to. That I didn’t have to tell them my problems they just wanted to hang out with me and have fun and laugh and shoot rainbows out of our ass, the fuck? My mom has fucking cancer you bitch, I’m not going to go out and have fun and forget that.

              Every single time I get the feeling of being happy, there is a little voice in my head that pops up and asks me, why are you having fun? As I try to answer this question the voice speaks for me and gives me a list of all the things that bring me down and cloud my memory. There is no way I can get that voice out, it’s always there. And it wont leave until my problems do, so never.

                 Jenny, I love you but you not wanting to listen to my problems really hurts me. It makes me feel like you don’t really care about my life. Because as sad as it sounds my problems are my life and they are part of me. I just can’t put them in the closet and take them out when ever I am ready to face them. They follow me around where ever I go. I can’t just put them in a box and push it to the side while I go out for the night and have fun, they will still be there when I come back. I wish you would do the opposite and ask me whats the matter. I know you can’t fix it, I know they aren’t your problems, but it would be nice of you to just, listen.